In Bone Frames

every Night they Rape my Thoughts

new and new all of them are Drowning

all of them Turn into Stone

and then Die in blackened Sorrow

in an utmost terrible Cramp

Immaculate as lifeless Trees

everytime they Kill my Feelings

new and new all of them Turning

pictures painted on the Wall

hide behind a Wall of Shadows

i'm the Painter you're the Wall

mirrored in a Hall of Echoes

pictures Painted with my Fingers

well of Beauty Lost and Found

i'm the Painter you're my Model

crush the Night and waste the Dawn

reward Myself reward for Freedom

in bone frames

i'm inside them they're inside Me

untrue magic Spells of Fire

share my common Sense of Darkness

not the pain

towards the Wall they Start to Breath

Kill yourself and Follow me

i'm the Painter of corroded Minds

i build my Wall of Bones and Fire

i'm the Painter of the darkest Thoughts

come Follow me

there's no use to Look for Life

birds don't nest in Lifeless Trees

naked branches Stretch the Sky

parts dissected Never Reach

hide inside the world's Desire

memories of a Butterfly

all my Sorrow was Forgotten

desecrate in glowing Waste

pictures painted on the wall...